11: Modified AWM

Two days later, Xu Jingzhe ate another piece of fluid, and his 'newborn' nose seemed sculpted by the hand of God, with a high bridge and elegant, flesh-colored nostrils, truly perfect.

A very small portion was also decomposed by the system and absorbed by his body, increasing the strength of his bones and physique.

The full moon hung high, and Xu Jingzhe stood on the ruins, gazing towards West Mountain.

In the distance, shadows flickered, and the wind howled.

Zhang Manyue... still hadn't returned.

Downstairs, zombies often made 'hungry...' 'hungry...' sounds, dragging their decaying bodies as they walked by.

However, just as Zhang Manyue said, the zombies dared not come upstairs.

Suddenly, Xu Jingzhe's eyes narrowed. Under the moonlight, a woman was moving rapidly towards him.

It was Zhang Manyue!

Xu Jingzhe's heart pounded with excitement; he was about to shout but swallowed the words back down.

Behind her were many 'people'; they moved extremely fast, only a few hundred meters behind the fleeing Zhang Manyue.

Thump, thump, thump.

Upon reaching the abandoned buildings, Zhang Manyue leaped several times, ascending the nearest unfinished building. Then, with a few more jumps, she arrived in front of Xu Jingzhe.

She said nothing, her eyes cold and sharp.

She walked directly to a wall behind Xu Jingzhe, punched it, and the already mottled wall was punched through, creating a large hole.

Crash! She pulled out a large iron box and opened it.

It was a large sniper rifle!

An AWM!

The gun's full length was about 2 meters, with a black and green barrel that shimmered with a metallic luster. The trigger was red, very vivid, like the enemy's blood.

At the top was an adjustable 8x scope, and the black barrel had a suppressor at the front. The magazine was transparent, made of an unknown material. Inside the magazine were eight earthy yellow bullets, seemingly made of brass, about ten centimeters long and three centimeters thick.

No, Xu Jingzhe keenly noticed that this AWM was different from the one in the shooting games on his phone; it was a modified version.

Especially the suppressor at the muzzle, which was larger and thicker than a normal one, and the magazine's capacity was also different.

Zhang Manyue held the gun with both hands, looking heroic and formidable.

Her first shot was not aimed at the 'people' chasing her, but at the stairwell.

The gun fired, and the concrete stairs collapsed from top to bottom, crashing downwards and raising a large cloud of dust.

Then, she quickly turned, propped the AWM's bipod on some bricks, aimed, and fired!

With a muffled gunshot, a 'boom' exploded a hundred meters away, tearing apart seven or eight 'human' figures, scattering them into pieces, with bodies, chunks, and rubble flying everywhere.

At the same time, a five or six-meter deep pit was left on the ground, emitting wisps of smoke.

Immediately after, the second shot, the third shot, the fourth shot... until all the bullets in one magazine were expended.

Zhang Manyue replaced the magazine and, after firing again, she stopped.

Her perky chest rose and fell, her face slightly flushed, and she stared outside, her expression growing colder.

Xu Jingzhe glanced at Zhang Manyue: beauty, large sniper rifle, night.

Only one word: cool!

He took a few steps forward and looked down; the ground was devastated, with one deep pit after another.

"Who... who are those people?" Xu Jingzhe's mouth felt bitter.

He didn't notice that Zhang Manyue's other arm was trembling slightly, revealing a terrifying wound several tens of centimeters long, with pink flesh exposed and blood dripping 'drip, drip'.

"Otherworld Fiends," Zhang Manyue said.

"Otherworld Fiends?"

"What are Otherworld Fiends?"

Zhang Manyue did not answer him, her demeanor very cold, as if she had changed again.

"He's here," Zhang Manyue said in a deep voice, "Remember, survive."

"Who, who's here?" Xu Jingzhe's voice was filled with fear; those agile Otherworld Fiends earlier were already crazy enough.

Who else was coming? Could he... and she survive?

If he couldn't survive, how could he get revenge?

"The Otherworld Fiend King!"

Under the moonlight, an Otherworld Fiend with pale, greenish-white skin appeared. His two arms were thick, covered in dense scales, and his muscles bulged high, as if cast from silver.

His six fingers were strangely long, with sharp claws several centimeters long, hard and sharp enough to easily cut through steel.

Zhang Manyue took off her jacket; the moonlight hit it, making it seem to glow, white with a hint of pink.

It formed a stark contrast with the Otherworld Fiend's skin.

She reached for her waist, where there was a leather bullet belt with only two bullets left inside.

Red bullet tips, golden casings.

Load, chamber!

"Bang!" The bullet shot towards the Otherworld Fiend at an invisible speed.

"Clink!" A crisp sound, accurately hitting the Otherworld Fiend King's chest. Unfortunately, the bullet only penetrated halfway, unable to advance any further.

The Otherworld Fiend King let out a 'hissing' mocking sound, pulled out the golden bullet with his sharp claws, and casually tossed it at his feet.

Zhang Manyue took a deep breath, spread her long legs apart, and tilted her head.

This time, she aimed for the Otherworld Fiend King's head.

She wanted a headshot.

The bullet shot out, creating a sonic boom due to its high speed.

Unfortunately, the Otherworld Fiend King tilted his head slightly, and the golden bullet grazed his temple, embedding itself in the ground behind him. Hundreds of golden threads emerged from underground, slicing off the heads of the Otherworld Fiends behind the Otherworld Fiend King.

The wounds were smooth as mirrors; one could imagine that if this bullet were to enter a body and then shoot out from within.

It would surely be dismembered.

After firing both bullets, Zhang Manyue abandoned the AWM and pulled a long blade from the bottom of the iron box.

She turned to look at Xu Jingzhe, her eyes filled with determination, and she said, "Xu Jingzhe, can I see your face?"

Xu Jingzhe froze, then shook his head after a moment.

"I... I'm very ugly. I'm afraid if you see me, you'll lose your combat effectiveness."

It wasn't that he was unwilling to let Zhang Manyue see him, but rather that he was afraid his appearance would scare her.

"Can anything be uglier than human nature?" Zhang Manyue said, then "Swish!" she leaped up.

In mid-air, she held the long blade with both hands, making a downward slashing motion.

From a height of over ten stories, she landed lightly. After landing, with a slight buffer, she began to run under the moonlight, leaving a series of afterimages behind her.

"Hmph!" She sprang up, swinging her blade to cut.

The Otherworld Fiend King stood as steady as a mountain, unmoving. He grabbed the long blade with both hands, and sparks flew as the hard skin rubbed against the blade.

Thus, Zhang Manyue seemed to be suspended in mid-air.

She exerted force from her waist and abdomen, gripped the long blade tightly with both hands, executed a graceful 360° spin, unleashed her body's power, and kicked the Otherworld Fiend King in the chest.

Pulling out the long blade, the blade and the hard skin rubbed together, once again creating sparks.

After landing, Zhang Manyue retreated six steps before stopping herself.

In contrast, the Otherworld Fiend King remained motionless.

Suddenly, the Otherworld Fiend King moved. Xu Jingzhe, standing on the building, couldn't even see his figure, only a flash of white light.

Zhang Manyue had already been sent flying dozens of meters away, rolling several times after landing.

Xu Jingzhe's heart trembled, an indescribable feeling surging within him.

If it weren't for him, Zhang Manyue probably wouldn't have encountered the Otherworld Fiend King, right? Because the Otherworld Fiend King was different from the people who had blocked them on West Mountain.

Zhang Manyue stood up, holding the long blade with one hand, and once again charged towards the Otherworld Fiend King...